Chapter 313

This guy's Charlie's real dad? Talk about a joke!

"Honestly, with what Dahlia did, Eve was way too soft on her."

Before Evelyn could fire back, Brooks strolled in from outside. He made a beeline for Evelyn, taking her hand and standing shoulder to shoulder with her, matching Charles and Dahlia's icy stare with one of his own.

Charles couldn't help but notice their intertwined hands, and you could just see the storm brewing in his eyes.

Ignoring Charles completely, Brooks turned to Evelyn and said softly, "It's getting late, let's head out." He was being deliberately vague, not saying he'd take her home, but suggesting they both leave together.

Charles's face darkened even more, jealousy practically oozing from him. "Who said you could leave?"

he signaled his bodyguard, who stepped up to block

with a cold, mocking smile, "Charles, who do you think

practically fuming, her chest heaving with anger. With a pitiful expression, she tugged at Charles, her voice trembling with tears, "Charles,

pain," she whimpered, clutching her stomach, her lips pale from the supposed agony. Honestly, she looked like she might actually

couldn't

had caused her injury, something she hadn't yet settled. Today, Evelyn dared to attack her again. Dahlia sure wasn't

caught Dahlia's glare and just smirked, like

into the ER, worry etched all over his face. Inside,

Evelyn hit her hard, and even if it wasn't life-threatening, it definitely left a mark. As soon as she got the report, she'd call the cops. Even a minor injury could land Evelyn in jail. By the time Evelyn got out, she'd be married to Charles. She'd be Mrs. Jenkins, with the whole Jenkins family backing her, which would make

wheeled out of the ER. The doctor followed with the injury report, handing it to Charles. "Mr. Jenkins, here's

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